Aelise keeps Harley in her room, and allows visits - mostly Corona, sometimes Tima - but doesn't let him run around being obnoxious to anyone. Chelsa avoids him. Corona is home, after all, and he's just as warm and isn't horrible to her. And now she can invite more friends in. There's that girl she rotated out to make room for Tima, still alive, in Wales - there's that pleasantly sparky boy she met on her trip to Egypt - Chelsa is able to content herself with the situation.
So is Harley, more or less. He hates it, but he doesn't hate it nearly as much as he hated having Chelsa working on him.
He stays in Aelise's room. He reads Aelise's books, the millions and millions in her electronic library. He cuddles with Corona when Corona visits. And he torches, every time Aelise drains him, which is often.
One night he goes to sleep, and he wakes up falling out of the air— in Milliways.
He starts crying from pure relief, right there on the floor in front of the fireplace.
He stays in Aelise's room. He reads Aelise's books, the millions and millions in her electronic library. He cuddles with Corona when Corona visits. And he torches, every time Aelise drains him, which is often.
One night he goes to sleep, and he wakes up falling out of the air— in Milliways.
He starts crying from pure relief, right there on the floor in front of the fireplace.
He is a nice guy. Harley eats the candy bar.
And he picks a direction, and he walks.
It's a little lonely. He misses those people, how sick is that? But he just keeps going.
He walks for a long time. When he gets tired he sleeps. When he gets hungry or thirsty he torches. He's not even sure how long it's been, after a while. He's not even sure he's still in Ohio. He's sure that Chelsa isn't in this world, and that's good enough for him. Everything else, he can deal with when he's ready.
And he picks a direction, and he walks.
It's a little lonely. He misses those people, how sick is that? But he just keeps going.
He walks for a long time. When he gets tired he sleeps. When he gets hungry or thirsty he torches. He's not even sure how long it's been, after a while. He's not even sure he's still in Ohio. He's sure that Chelsa isn't in this world, and that's good enough for him. Everything else, he can deal with when he's ready.
temporal_affairs
After Harley's been on the road for a week, a confused vampire teleports to within a few hundred feet of him - flares his nostrils - says, "Babe? No, that's... Harley?"